I love those books as well.
Thankfully someone thought to document this stuff.
I found somethings in those books that I knew about but didnt understand the origins. (mustard pickles) I could murder some of those!
I don’t remember mustard pickles. I do remember all the jams and jellies, though, from berries I never heard of.
My dad’s family came from Appalachia, and I have a deep appreciation for how they lived, and made do. I remember one of my aunts talking about how she always wished she had 2 bobbie pins, rather than just one, because she wanted to part her hair in the middle, not on the side!
Another one told about going to town and seeing people with their trash set out, and thinking that they must be very rich if they had stuff that they could just throw away.
Different world now, for sure.